I was made by my father, a very old inventor. He gave me everything but one thing: hands. Sadly, he died before I could be completed.
Seventeen years later, an Avon lady named Peg Boggs found me and brought me to a colorful land called Suburbia. There, I found me talent for cutting hair, grooming pets and making beautiful ice and topiary sculptures.
This is part of Burton RP.
trippin-soul: I missed you!! How are you doing, love? <3
That is very sweet. -smiles-
It is nice to be missed.
I am doing okay, working on some new hedge designs. What about you?
babyotaku: your blog, omg, i am in love with it. i cannot tell you how much i adore edward scissorhands. this is amazing thankyou:-)
You .. like me? Truly?
Dear Mr. Todd …
How ‘bout a shave?
But … I don’t have a beard?
No, but you do have a neck..
Stubble on the neck..that is.
-tries to feel neck for stumble and nicks self-
Ow!
(Source: snowwhitegaga)
